272: C272 It's the Devil

C272 It's the Devil

Jiang Yuyan naturally knew about this balance and could accept it. After all, there was a huge gap between her and Shen Muqing, but she could not fight back.2

Jiang Yuyan replied immediately, "Rest assured, Prince. I will take good care of Xiao Zhao and serve you together with her. I will control your Ming Cult!"

Shen Muqing nodded, "You two return to the Bright Summit Peak first. I will be training in seclusion for a period of time. If there is anything else, I will notify you guys!"

Jiang Yuyan and Xiao Zhao replied in unison, "As you command, subordinate!" He then left the secret room.

Watching the two leave, Shen Muqing continued cultivating. Although he had refined his martial arts, he still needed to continue refining in order to absorb He Zu Dao's life's comprehension.

He Zu Dao's understanding of the entire way of the sword was not any worse than that of the ten great sword gods. After refining these insights, Shen Muqing knew that his sword arts would definitely improve by a lot!

"..."

Outside of the imperial city, there was a manor. The background of this manor was not simple. It was known as the number one manor in the world.

The night was dark and windy. It was the time to kill someone.

In particular, when the torrential downpour was reflected, lightning flashed, and a blade flashed.

The light of this saber strike illuminated the pitch-black night, just like the lightning in the sky and the sound of thunder tearing through the night sky. This saber strike was an endless killing blade, containing a will of destruction.

This was a truly cold-blooded path. Screams resounded in the manor as everyone who saw this blade died.

Just like a devil from hell, a figure stood in front of this blade light. He held a long sword in his hand and wore extremely simple clothes. Sword Qi swirled around his body, "I knew you would come!"

Guihai Yidao's voice had become hoarse, like a ghost that just crawled out of hell. Not only was it hoarse, it was also cold and lifeless. "You were waiting for me, right?"

Jian Jingfeng's heart was filled with incomparable sorrow, "I've been waiting for you! From the moment you took out the blade, I've been waiting for you! I never thought that you would have finally mastered the Tyrant Sword Technique! "

However, Guihai Yidao said coldly: "My father was blessed by the heavens to learn such peerless martial arts and avenge him. He came to kill you, a hypocrite!"

With a loud bang, the blade energy swept out horizontally and the sword energy in front of him also flared up like a sun!

The battle of blades and swords clashed. After a single strike, Swordstorm's body was flung away like a rag doll, and a bloody mist burst out from his body.

In the end, he was defeated by Guihai Yidao. His sword was not as strong as Guihai Yidao's blade. Jian Jingfeng said with his last breath: "It really is extremely powerful. Kill me, don't you want revenge?"

Guihai Yidao walked forward coldly and pointed his sword at Jian Jingfeng's throat, "You can't beat me, so you can't be my father's opponent. Who is the real killer?"

Jian Jingfeng firmly said: "I won't say anything. Let's call it a day!"

Guihai Yidao was still indifferent, with a hoarse voice he continued, "If you don't say it, I have a way. I will cut off your parents' limbs in front of you and turn them into meat paste.

"Throw your wife into the lowest kiln, let the lowest insult her, and then chop your children into pieces to feed to the dogs. If you don't say anything, you'll feed your friends the same way."

After saying this, Guihai Yidao's expression and emotions didn't change at all. Obviously, he could do this easily.

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